Another No Trespassing sign
steel fence imprisons all green remains
a hole where once lived a peopled bungalow
Maybe they were glad to go
maybe they sighed with big relief
maybe their pockets bulged with cash to close
A lei hangs from the limb of a border tree
might be a piece of someone’s parting prayer
might be a remnant of a leaver’s trash
might be there just to start a conversation
I pause to ponder this transition scene
we are home
we are going
we are the change
I found a dime in the alley
shining in the sun🪶
